Chapter 132: It Is Only A Marriage In Name
Back at the office, the secretary had been gone since last night. Tristan poured a cup of water for Jessie and sat face to face with her.
“They just had a meeting, and a special team was built to look into this case. They will dig up the problems of the Chasin Group…”
Jessie went back to see her father a couple of days ago. Last night she overheard her father taking a call in the study. She heard “Chasin” mentioned, and so she kept it in mind.
After her father went to sleep, Jessie took his keys and went to search for his study. She found a file in his drawer that listed the crimes of Chasin, including smuggling, Tristan’s involvement in murdering and bribing government officials, and more.
She was shocked, and it took her half the night to digest what she had read.
That morning, she contacted her friend in the city government. Because of her job and her father, she had accumulated quite a considerable social network in the government.
Her friend told her that the city government was holding a meeting tonight to discuss this case. So she waited for one night, and as soon as she got the information, she came to see Tristan.
Tristan listened to her composedly and asked, “This scared you?”
Jessie still held some hope in vain. “Is this all true?”
Tristan nodded.
And then he said with sarcasm, “Right. The man sitting in front of you is a smuggler, murderer…”
“Please don’t say that. I know you were forced to.” Jessie interrupted him.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.
“No.” Tristan leaned back on his chair and looked aside, “You don’t need to find excuses for me. There is no reason to justify committing crimes. I had other options too.”
Tristan could choose to live in hatred and regret, a pain that was worse than death.
He could have never chosen that kind of option in the past, but now he had little doubt about his options. He showed a little trance in his eyes.
Jessie felt sorry for him and said, “Tristan, marry me.”
Tristan looked at her in surprise.
“This time, they have sufficient evidence, and they will play it seriously even at an economical cost to the city. My father is acting justly. The only way is to bind us together. My father has only one daughter…”
Her voice became lower, “He feels he owes me. If I beg him, he would have to bend his principles. Besides, my uncle is working in Washington. He can also help to keep the case down.”
She told him everything, even her calculations about her father. It shocked Tristan. He looked at her earnestly and asked, “Even after you know what kind of person I am, you still want to do this?”
There was affection in Jessie’s eyes. She didn’t need to reply to that.
He sighed, “Jessie, thank you very much for your kindness, but…”
“You don’t have to refuse now.” Jessie interrupted him and continued with difficulty, “I know you care about Kate, right?”
Her sharp eyes saw the ring on his hand when he had poured the water for her. It wasn’t the old one she had seen before. That one was once an eyesore to her, and she, of course, could recognize the difference between the two rings.
Jessie said self-mockingly, “I don’t expect you to love me anymore. It is just a makeshift plan for you to get through this danger.”
She added with bitterness, “You can still be with Kate.”
This was out of her pride’s bottom line. Tristan felt his throat tightened.
“Before today, I would not have thought I could do this. I thought I might not be able to give you up to somebody else…”
Jessie recalled her sleepless night after seeing the file. It was then that she realized that she could ask for nothing, as long as he was safe and alive. She would be satisfied if she could save him.
But Tristan had stood up.
He said calmly, “I have been prepared for this, and I can handle it myself. This fight doesn’t suit you. I will send you back. Go and have a good sleep.”
He walked to the door first, but Jessie ran up and hugged him from behind.
His body turned stiff. He heard her saying with misery, “It is only a marriage in name, and you still would not accept it? Am I so terrible in your heart?”
Tristan could not harden his heart and said in a soothing tone, “I cannot do this. It is not fair to you.”
Jessie put her face on his back and said in a nasal voice, “There is no fairness in this world, especially in the world of relationships.”
The words were said lightly, but they were like a lightning bolt that flashed across the sky and split the thick darkness of the night.
Tristan’s heart that had been so gloomy for the past few days, suddenly felt relieved.